Not My Path
Who Are you?
As our life is dictated by cultural expectations to go to college, getting a salary job, marriage, buying a house, having kids, and finally retire at 65, that was not the life that I wanted. In my early 20s I realized that I needed to take control of the life that I always dreamed of.
I did not expect to plan trips with friends that would always fall through, I learned to be able to enjoy my own company, to be able to sit down at a restaurant or bar by myself and enjoy the outing, that cultures are different than what media and society feeds us, that even though religions have had a history of dividing us there are people who accept you for who you are. In an overall, I learned how to see life.
What Made Me Fell In Love With Traveling?
As the days approached for my 6+ months backpacking trip through Latin America, I felt the stress of packing everything I own, giving up my place of 3 years, quitting my job which meant that I would not see money flow the following months, but it was something I needed to do.
loss of roommate
For a year, I used to have a roommate that was in her late 40s, we used to sit at our kitchen table and talk about life, our retirement plans, my travels, and backpacking, and how she wanted to start traveling in 9 years when she was going to finally retire. Sadly, she did not make it. Getting that text from the property owner kept me in shock for a few days, I was just sitting down and laughing with her two days earlier. Deep down, this was the extra push I needed to finally do this trip. I was hesitant to finally do it because of the pandemic.
"Are you crazy?"
"yes, crazy to live life."
Even though I previously said I have support, there were occasions that someone would say things about certain countries I planned to visit to make me rethink about traveling. I found out that it was individuals that had never left their comfort zone, or as I call it “bubble.” Few said that I am crazy for leaving a stable job but what I find it crazy is the comfortability we take that can be a dangerous weapon because it stops us from living our true life, the one we desire and genuinely want, for me it is traveling.